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"Let me see that map," I asked, and she handed it back to me I quickly scanned the list of producers, and breathed a sigh of relief when Leo’s farm wasn’t mentioned

As we made it to the end of the first row, Natalie suddenly slowed down, pulled out her linen drawstring bag, and started tostrut

I knew that strut well I’d trailed behind it in many a club and restaurant when she was on the prowl Soo bubbled up in ot us up at the crack of dawn on a Saturday to go cruise for some cute farmer?" I asked

She whirled around "I don’t knohat you’re talking about," she said, eyes wide and innocent

"You’ve got the hots for a far on? When did Old MacDonald become the new Hot Guy archetype?" Clara asked, her face full of auy He has a bunch of cows upstate andtriple-creahed, arching her back I’d say without knowing it, but she kne good it ot there actually gasped

"Youmy eyebrow

"Well," she said, with a twinkle in her eye "For now"

"Oh boy," I replied as she set off in her strut again

And iht over to Bailey Falls Creauy is Oscar?" I exclai about?" she asked, nonchalantly looking at a display of hoe of the stall, surrounded by gorgeous wedges of cheese, beautiful glass-bottled freshbutter

And behind the counter, a head taller than everyone else, was Oscar Leo’s neighbor, winner of Bailey Falls’s Conversationalist of the Year, and theNatalie’s cheeks blush

And no razes his cows on Leo’s land so for coffee," Clara announced

I went to stand next to Natalie in line, with herbrie

"So his name is Oscar?"

"Mmm-hmm, and that’s all I know about him He’s very--"

"Intense? Mysterious?"

"Nonverbal"

"Mroan made several men, and three wo, silent type--I knew it"